Andrew Roberts’s review published on Letterboxd:
The French = always sad and crude.
The Scandinavians = cannot help but to have a great time.
I think all movies from now on should require to have atleast one casual dance scene. Not like a musical with choreography, but something that can really emanate emotion and just make me really happy in general. Actually I'm going to add another request to this manifesto, no more interpretive dances in films, easily the thing that turned me off from Us and I'm Thinking of Ending Things.
Anyway, this movie really hit me at the right time. The Worst Person in the World seamlessly weaves personal exploration and youthful joy. Life comes a bit too quickly sometimes, where we are stuck in limbo between child and adult. To see a woman in her 30s that both carries herself with ambition but still cannot articulate where she wants to place that ambition is so reassuring for someone who thinks that the end of undergraduate must mark the beginning of "getting your shit together".
Easily the most unique film I have seen this year. The anthology-esque narrative was really fun and gave a neat change of pace to the typical "prestige" film fare.